Rafael was captivated by her. His eyes were on her face as she slept.
"You don't know what you have been doing to me, Marissa," he told her sleeping figure and brushed his knuckle against her cheek.
He seemed mesmerized by her and couldn't peel his eyes off her face.
They were still at the poolside, lying on the blanket. Propped on one elbow, he wasn't getting tired of staring at her. Just then Marissa decided to move her leg over him, shifting her body closer to him. The naked leg was now exposed to his eyes. It must be the umpteenth time he fixed the blanket over her, and she had thrown it away.
His kids were better sleepers than their mom. He thought with a chuckle.
He bent a little to kiss her cheek, "You are becoming my addiction," he whispered near her face and found a subtle smile there.
